Crown Sword

In the year when the battle of Feishui was won, Gongyangyue crossed the Chuan River by boat, traveled upstream, and arrived at Jiange.The person who came to pick him up that day was Xia Houzhen, with wooden hairpins on his hair, wearing the tea-white ramie clothes favored by Jiangu disciples, and carrying a long sword on his back. The sword was wrapped in wooden-colored cloth. Very ethereal.

Xia Houzhen is the fourth of the Seven Elders of Sword Valley, the eldest grandson of Xiahou Jin, and also the "big brother" in this generation.

In fact, in terms of seniority, it would never be his turn to be called the boss, but in the remaining seven of the nine sects of Sword Valley, the ages of the seven elders are very different. From the third elder Chen Wu up, the disciples and grandchildren are basically fathers and mothers. They are either born to run around, or obsessed with swordsmanship.

Coordinating this kind of work has never been pleasant, to put it bluntly, like an old lady after busy work, although she can show off her prestige in front of new disciples, but Dajianshan and Xiaojianshan are always gentle and show off their power. A few, most of them are relatively lonely and impatient to deal with new beginners who ask questions.

What's more, the person who picks up is Ram Yue.

Although Jiangu's disciples have never seen this kid before, they have heard a lot of stories about Gong Yangchi, Gong Yang Qi, Gong Yang Qi's wife, Feng Rulian, and the famous master Li Zhouyang. There are all versions, and there is always a grudge between the left and the right.Therefore, this errand naturally fell on the senior brother.

Xia Houzhen has always been recognized as one of the "five good" people in the sect. He has good martial arts, good temper, good looks, good popularity, and good family background. In stark contrast to Gongyangyue, besides having an amazing With a good appearance, Gongyangyue has poor martial arts, bad temper, poor popularity, and poor background.

The first time the two people who are so different from each other met, they fought over a sword.

When Gongyang came to the moon, he had no long possessions, only holding a snow-colored long sword called "Yucheng Xueling". The sword never left his body, and he loved it like his life.That Xiahou is really an idiot, in addition to his good swordsmanship, his sword forging skills are also top-notch, just looking at the sword's energy and shape from a distance, he knows that it is a rare treasure, and he wants to borrow it for a look, but Gong Yangyue suspects that he will steal it , so take the lead.

Xia Houzhen responded in a panic, lost his sense of proportion, and injured someone.

If it was someone else, he would hit him if he hit him, maybe he could use this to give someone a bad reputation, but whoever called him a "big brother" and a soft-tempered "five good" person, he was extremely annoyed, so he was shocked. I feel that this junior named Gongyangyue is completely different from other disciples in the sect, and has a deep hostility towards everyone.

Because of the bond between swords, Xia Houzhen visited Gongyangyue every day. It stands to reason that he was only responsible for receiving people and bringing them back. Including the follow-up sword training lessons are also taken care of, and if you can be treated preferentially, you will not be disrespectful.

Gongyang had been injured for two days when he entered the valley, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to look for the sword, and looked at the lantern at night, because no one wanted to live with him, and he was the only one in the big house, so it was clean.

The engraved pattern on the sheath was painted with silver paint, and a piece was rubbed off in the previous snatch, which made him feel distressed, so he couldn't help rubbing it repeatedly.Xu Shi was filled with something in his heart, and he was too puzzled to understand it. He lost his sense of strength with his fingers, and turned around the hexagonal crystal flower, and a gap was pulled out of the sheath.

Looking at it with the help of the bewildered light, he saw a thin piece of paper vaguely stuck in the gap, he stretched out his finger to hook it, took it out, read it carefully, and there were three characters written on it——

""Si Wu Xie"."

This siwuxie is not the siwuxie of Confucius's "Poetry". According to the above words, it should be a rare martial art. Those who succeed can not only keep their appearance forever, but also have the effect of "destroying", and can break things into pieces , it is easy to dissipate the power of others, but the premise is that the power of this person must be weaker than his own.

In other words, this skill has a time limit, the younger you are, the weaker your skill is, the more it is like a chicken rib, the older you are, the deeper your skill is, the more you can look down upon the world.

Although there are rules, it is also comparable to the world's top-notch martial arts today.

Gong Yangyue held the piece of paper with her wrist trembling——

In the past hundred years of martial arts in the Central Plains, I have never heard of anyone who has practiced similar martial arts. Let alone whether it is difficult to practice or not, it will inevitably cause bloody storms. Moreover, the sword is a gift from others. Does the person who gives it know the skill? The Dharma is here, will it be taken back?

It was the coexistence of excitement and fear, and suddenly there was a knock on the door in the room, and he hurriedly put the paper back into the scabbard.The folds rubbed in the panic got stuck in the mouth of the sheath, and the sword couldn't return to its place, so it could only be thrown on the couch in embarrassment.

"Who?"

The door opened a little, revealing Xia Houzhen's smiling face. Gong Yangyue glanced at it, and slammed the door hard, but he was a step too slow, and someone pushed it open with his toe.Xia Houzhen was holding a bunch of messy things, he couldn't stand up, so he squeezed in a little recklessly, and kept apologizing to him.

"The house has been unoccupied for a long time, the cold quilt is already worn out, the weather is getting colder now, I'm afraid that the long cover will catch the wind and cold, I brought you a new quilt, stuffed with catkins and reed flowers and some duck feathers, oh, And this, although Sword Valley mainly focuses on practicing swords, but there is always a pen and paper, and it doesn't stop me if I want to read and write..."

Xiahou was really chattering non-stop. He was afraid that after going out, Gong Yangyue would lock the gate and be unable to come in again, so he piled up all his things and brought them together.The books piled on the quilt rolled to the ground, and he couldn't spare his hands to pick them up. Gong Yangyue stooped to pick them up, flipped through them casually, and found that they were not the Sanxuan works of "Laozi", "Zhuangzi" and "Book of Changes" , that is, Taoist classics such as "Taiping Jing" and "Baopu Zi Nei Pian".

Anyway, it's of no interest to him.

Even if he was ignored, Xia Houzhen's temperament was sunny, and he didn't take it to heart at all, but continued to make his bed enthusiastically.The sword was thrown on the couch, he walked over and saw it, and wanted to use his elbow to sweep the sword away, and then put down the things in his arms, but he was not used to such behavior for a person who loves swords, so he stood in front of the couch After a while, he straightened the quilt and put it in the corner, then turned his head and put the sword back into the sheath for him.

Gong Yangyue was turning the pages of the book, his eyes were folded by the cold light of the sword blade, and when he saw Xia Houzhen's movement when he turned his head, he stabbed at him and snatched it back: "Give it back to me!"

Xia Houzhen's eyes were glued to the sword: "Hey..."

"Hey what, you just covet my sword, and I will never give it to you unless I die!" He said, pushing Xia Houzhen out of the door, and kicked out all the things he carried, "Who wants you? Fake kindness! I don't believe you!"

"Leave the quilt anyway, alas, this medicine can cure internal and external injuries, so don't throw it away..."

Every time Xia Houzhen yelled something, Gong Yangyue threw it in front of him, and finally closed the door and window with a "slap", only to write a sign "Do not enter" on the door and hang it on the door.After being rejected, he could only clean up the mess in aggrieved manner, not understanding how Gong Yangyue, a man, was more difficult to deal with than those delicate junior sisters in Gu Zhong.

The days go by like this, Xia Houzhen still treats him very well, not on purpose, but because I heard Liang Kunyu talk about the feat of Gongyang Chi helping the refugees, and I heard Li Zhouyang talk about the death of both Gongyangyue's parents , the tragic disaster of family ruin and death, I feel more and more pity in my heart, and I can't help but care about it with my blood and friendship.

Over time, there are quite a few criticisms among peers.

Dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction quickly spread among the disciples along with the chat, and it reached its peak when the Ram Moon joined the practice.According to the rules of the Nine Sects and Three Meridians of Sword Valley, each student must first cultivate internal strength, and then learn basic sword skills. After passing the assessment, they will be divided into different schools according to their talents and temperament, and they will be taught in different schools according to their aptitude.

The so-called talent refers to the habit and quantity of one's sword use, while the temperament is related to the way of swordsmanship.

Gongyangyue grew up in Daiguo in the past. His father wanted to hide his identity as a disciple of Jiangu, so he removed his fists and feet and almost never taught him. He had to go through it all over again to lay a solid foundation.

□□Under school, it is difficult to avoid contact with others. Although the Ram Moon has tried his best to be alone, conflicts are still inevitable.Xia Houzhen's reputation in the valley is really good, and he is the object of respect among the younger generation. Those who complain about him can line up from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

The girls are quite reserved, except for Fang Jing's hot-tempered and irascible daring to yell openly, at most they just say some nasty gossip in private, but the boys are more impulsive, and they come to the door to provoke a lot and make fun of them. At least, destroying his books, paper and pens, tearing up the papers he wrote overnight, and even blatantly putting some stinging insects and ants in his room are commonplace.

Gong Yangyue is smart, and he sees it in his eyes. He quietly resolved the crisis several times, but he didn't directly tear his face into a fight. One is that since he entered the valley, he knew that this kind of thing would never be less, even if he argued and fought back, On someone else's territory, as an outsider, he will never have anyone to help him. Moreover, with his current martial arts, he may not be able to win a one-on-one fight, let alone a group fight. return.

However, the sharp increase in the number of times is not disturbing.

It has to be said that Xia Houzhen was indeed very useful in some aspects, so he deliberately made several tricks in front of people, especially with a miserable appearance of silently enduring without arguing.It was rare for Xia Hou to get angry, and he arrested people one by one to apologize, and he also solemnly warned that Jian Gu should not do such obscene things.

That day, after driving out all the messy people brought by Xia Houzhen, he sat alone in front of the window, looking at the red leaves in the courtyard in a trance——

It's not that he doesn't know that Xiahou is really warm-hearted, but he can't accept his kindness no matter what, just like some people will not go the same way after all, and some people will never be friends for a lifetime.

Since then, Gongyangyue still lived her life in her own way, but when she met Xia Houzhen, she no longer spoke sarcastically, and simply avoided things from afar.

We met again, in a lecture class.

In this kind of literature class, Gongyangyue always dozed off and dawdled around, but that day when he was talking about "Tao Te Ching", he was talking about Chapter 38 "There is nothing to do with virtue, and nothing to do with virtue, and nothing to do with benevolence". It is said that a person of virtue follows nature, and that accumulating virtue and doing good deeds is not out of selfishness. Although a person of great benevolence intends to spread benevolence and kindness, he still treats them equally in the world, and teaches all students to learn to be a person of high virtue and benevolence.

When you talk about it, you will lead the discussion.

In the past, although Gong Yangyue was a little disdainful, he still wouldn't come forward to make a rebuttal, but the original teaching was occasionally cold, and now I don't know which uncle is taking the place. Seeing someone disobedient and openly provoking his authority, he immediately became irritable , Facing the ram month head-on criticism.

I don't know what sad words, Gong Yangyue stood up, and argued with him with a sneer: "Benevolence, I have no objection, but it's too ridiculous to treat people equally, and people are full of evil thoughts, like you who don't know the world and just talk in the mountains." , I don’t even know how dark the human nature can be to an unimaginable extent!”

The teacher slapped the book on the desk, and said sternly: "Human nature is inherently good!"

"Human nature is inherently good, that's why it is said to do nothing and act according to nature, then if human nature is not good at all!" Gong Yangyue's eyes widened, and the tails of his eyes were red, "There is no need to listen to this kind of class."

He kicked the head of the table and didn't look back to leave. The teacher was furious and forgot about the class. He raised his sword to catch him back, but was stopped by Xia Houzhen who was waiting outside for Gongyangyue.Xia Houzhen spoke kindly to comfort him, and said that he would teach the teacher a lesson, and he ran to chase the person himself. The substitute teacher also felt that it was worthless for an elder to chase a junior in person, so Xia Houzhen was always at ease, so he nodded and agreed.

Gong Yangyue didn't go back to the house, but went all the way down to the stream, sitting on a big rock and playing in the water.

After calming down, I felt sad in my heart. Back then, when he was just learning how to speak, his father taught him the word "human nature is inherently good". The world disappeared without a trace like evaporation in the world. He wanted to ask someone to look for it, but there was nowhere to go.Later, when the Dai kingdom was destroyed, and when they learned of his background, the Dai people rejected him, and the Jin people hated him, saying that his grandfather and father were all traitors, and that he personally killed Fa's wife for the sake of glory.

He didn't believe it, so he tried to defend himself. He told everyone that his father's favorite poem was Cao Zhi's "White Horse Chapter", and his favorite poem to recite was "Famous compilation of strong men's books, don't be selfish. Die your life to go to national calamity. Return (note)" four sentences, he wanted to tell everyone that his father made many Fengduo by himself, because he once said that he loves Feng the most, and his mother's name is Feng Rulian.

Gongyangyue will never forget the look of Gongyangqi pointing to the bamboo slips and teaching him to read poems word by word, and he will never forget the look of him standing under the eaves on a windy day, listening to the bells.

How could such a person be a traitor!

How could such a person kill a close relative with his own hands!

But no one believed him.

He fled from Yunzhong Shengle City to Yinshan, and then wandered aimlessly from Yinshan. Before Li Zhouyang found him, he met many people, encountered various strange things, was deceived, and others were beaten. Scolding, but also ruthlessly retaliated, finally met kind people, and saw a trace of tenderness, but in the chaotic world, I saw with my own eyes that those people's kind intentions were not rewarded, and their kind intentions did not end well.

Falling from the bright cloud top to the dark dust and mud, he was suddenly disappointed in this world and gradually became paranoid.

He hurried to the south of the Yangtze River, and then wandered to Bashu. Whenever people knew his identity on the road, he was only spurned and insulted.

If you have no trust, no relatives, and even no confidant, it is better to learn from Cao Cao. I would rather betray others than others!

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Ah, Brother Chicken Soup is haunted.